Will They Weep For Me At Home?

H. DE MARSAN , Publisher, 54 Chatham Street. New-York.

Will They Weep for Me at Home?

Will they weep for me at home,
When they hear of my sad end?
Oh! perchance they think me well,
With each gay and jovial friend?
Here I lie among the slain,
Dearest friend as well as foe:
Oh! this weary burning pain!
Oh! these painful hours of woe!
Oh! this weary burning pain!
Oh! these painful hours of woe!

Do they wait at home for me,
My sweat wife and children dear?
I shall never see them more..
For, my life-blood ebbs out here.
For my Country I shall die;
To her cause my life I yield;
Hark! our men have gained the day,
Our Flag alone is on the field.
Hark! our men have gained the day,
Our Flag alone is on the field.

Farewell, dear, beloved wife!
Death is taking me away..
Freely now I give ray life:
For, our Country gained the day!
Then: success attend our cause;
May we always gain the ‘lay,
And each traitor his death,
Till the last is swept away!
And each traitor his death,
Till the last is swept away!

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